'Damn it! I refuse to believe I can't conquer this ass!'
Feeling the immense resistance pressing against his glans, Adrian's temper flared.
Anal sex wasn't as effortless as described in cheap erotic novels. Unless the sphincter was already loose from frequent use, or the man was undersized, it was a battle of physics.
And Adrian was a behemoth. With an erection nearly twenty-five centimeters long and as thick as a grade-A egg, forcing entry into a tight, untouched backdoor without proper preparation was a brutal task.
Logically, he should have prepared her first—perhaps an enema with warm water and glycerin to clean and loosen the passage.
But after realizing Manami viewed him merely as a high-end dildo to scratch her itch, a surge of vindictive anger had shot from his feet to his head. He wanted to teach her a lesson. He wanted to break her composure.
So, he didn't care about lubrication or patience. He gripped the beautiful woman's waist with fingers like iron pincers, locking her in place to prevent her escape, and drove his hips forward with ruthless force.
As a Sword Saint, his physical attributes were far superior to any special forces soldier. When he applied real force, a mere sphincter muscle stood no chance.
"Ahhhhh—! It hurts! It hurts—!"
Manami let out a miserable, ear-piercing scream. Her body convulsed as she was brutally invaded.
"Strange... did I hear someone screaming?"
The sound was so loud that it drifted all the way to the backyard, reaching the ears of Kotonoha, who was practicing her evening swings.
The soundproofing of the quiet room was excellent. Under normal circumstances, nothing short of a murder would be audible from outside.
Furthermore, even though Manami was usually flirtatious and loud in bed, she still possessed enough shame to moderate her volume in a place like this. But right now, she felt as though she were being split in half. Civility was the first thing to go.
It is a scientific fact that vocalizing pain can reduce the perception of it by nearly 30%. So, Manami didn't care that her daughter might be nearby. She screamed at the top of her lungs to keep from fainting.
"It hurts! It hurts! My butt... my butt is going to split open!"
"My inside is tearing apart—ah—!"
Kotonoha held her breath. She lowered her wooden sword and walked slowly toward the source of the screams. The voice... it sounded so familiar.
She quietly crept up to the porch of the quiet room. Dropping to her hands and knees, she peeked through the small ventilation gap at the bottom of the door frame.
She froze.
She saw her mother—usually so strong, domineering, and composed—lying on the floor like a dog. Her buttocks were raised high in the air, trembling violently as she wailed.
And behind her was the Master. Like a skilled horseman breaking a wild mare, he was driving his massive penis into her mother's body with the rhythmic, terrifying precision of a swordsman honing his thrust.
"Mmm!"
Kotonoha quickly clamped a hand over her own mouth to stifle a gasp.
Seeing this scene, she didn't feel the disgust or horror a daughter normally would. Instead, a strange, electric tingling sensation washed over her entire body.
Her eyes locked onto the man's weapon. It was terrifyingly large, veined and throbbing with power.
For some reason, Kotonoha's own lower body clenched. Her vagina involuntarily contracted, weeping fluid.
For days, she had been soaking in that "medicinal" bath. The aphrodisiacs had saturated her system, rewiring her nervous system and increasing her sensitivity. Every night after her bath, she would tremble for an hour before she could calm the burning, unfamiliar desire in her heart.
Now, seeing raw sex right in front of her, the dam broke.
'So big...'
Kotonoha let out a soft, internal murmur. She stared at the magnificent instrument of punishment, unable to look away.
"Ah, ah, ah... Mmm... Oh god..."
Inside the room, the tone of the screams began to shift.
Manami was screaming like a sow, but after enduring the initial, tearing agony, the sensation was changing.
It had to be said that mature women possessed a tolerance for pain and pleasure that far exceeded that of young girls. Once the sphincter had been forced open and the thick shaft began to piston in and out of her rectum, Manami began to feel an overwhelming, fullness-induced ecstasy flooding her nerves.
Feeling that the woman beneath him was no longer struggling to escape, but was instead pushing back against his thrusts, Adrian gave a helpless, cynical smile.
'This lewd sow... no matter how I punish her, she treats it as a reward.'
But it didn't matter. His goal wasn't just to break this woman.
Hearing the sharp intake of breath from the doorway, Adrian smiled triumphantly.
He had heard Kotonoha approaching the quiet room the moment she stepped onto the wooden porch. As a Grandmaster Swordsman, situational awareness was a basic skill. Kotonoha thought she was being stealthy, but how could a clumsy novice hide her presence from a predator?
'She's watching. Good.'
"Slut! I'm going to fuck you to death, you slut!"
Playing to the audience, Adrian grabbed Manami's large buttocks, pulling them apart to widen the path, and began to thrust with renewed violence.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! I'm going to die—I'm going to die!"
The beautiful woman began to moan lewdly, her voice losing all traces of pain. The intense pressure inside her body made her feel as if she were reaching a new peak of existence. The tightness of the back passage provided a stimulation far more intense than she was used to.
Outside, Kotonoha's eyes went wide with shock. From her angle, she could clearly see that her Master was not penetrating her mother's vagina, but the forbidden back door.
To give his audience a better view, Adrian shifted his grip.
He hooked his arms under Manami's knees and lifted her legs high into the air, pulling her entire lower body off the ground while keeping himself buried inside her.
This position required immense arm strength, as he was supporting her entire weight while maintaining the angle of penetration. Fortunately, having inherited Masao Busujima's stats, Adrian had strength to spare.
"Ahhh—! It's too deep! Master!"
Held aloft, Manami was completely exposed.
From Kotonoha's perspective, the view was pornographic perfection. Her mother was suspended in a shameful, open display. The Master's huge penis was disappearing rapidly into her anus, stretching it to the limit, before pulling out almost to the tip and slamming back in.
Her mother's neglected vagina was dripping, spraying lewd fluids with every impact. Her two massive breasts swayed heavily up and down, slapping against her own chest.
"Slut, are you enjoying being used like this?"
Sensing that Manami was on the verge of a violent climax, Adrian suddenly stopped all movement. He held her suspended there, denying her the release.
"Move... please... move!"
Feeling the fullness inside her go still right at the edge of the cliff, Manami panicked. Her body twitched desperately.
"Tell me," Adrian whispered, his voice low enough to be intimate but loud enough for the girl outside to hear. "Are you a lewd cow who uses her body just to seduce men?"
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